Our future generation
02-25-2016, 07:27 PM
Mortar was a bit surprised when he heard a scratching on the outside of his den. He hadn't been sleeping, but he hadn't been expecting a visitor either. Ever since Glacier's scolding and the run down of the rules he and Ray had been going out to do things less and less. Perhaps she'd taken her father's scolding to heart? A part of him wanted to believe him but a bigger part doubted it. Still he loved being around Ray, she was a lot of fun, even if she invaded his personal space and got him into trouble. “Mortar?” He instantly recognized the voice of Glacier and the boy rose to his paws. He swiftly padded to the entrance of his den and peered up at Glacier. A soft tail wag and a smile was his greeting to the older wolf before he peered behind Glacier to look at the wolf that had tagged along. He gazed at the brown wolf quizzically, almost surprised that he wasn't some strange shade of blue or red or something, before looking back at Glacier. "Yes sir?" He asked curiously, hoping he hadn't done something to get himself into trouble again. Maybe he'd brought this wolf to come watch him 24/7. The strangest thing was he couldn't remember if he'd done anything else to get into trouble. He didn't think so... Walk, "Talk" Think |
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